As if under a spell, the fans stopped their crazy actions and looked at Xuanyuan Yao one by one, exclaiming involuntarily.

What kind of man was this? No one could see how he appeared, but once their eyes fell on him, they could no longer look away.

The exquisite facial features and perfect outlines are like characters drawn by gods, and everything in the world is eclipsed in that moment.

But the most amazing thing is not his suave style, but the aura that exudes from his whole body, just like a dynasty king, who is admired but dare not be blasphemed.

Seeing Xuanyuan Yao walking forward step by step, no one stopped him. Instead, they subconsciously got out of the way and stood aside.

This scene lasted for about half a minute.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Don't let An Xuanyi go."

Suddenly, like a stone being thrown into a calm lake, everyone suddenly came to their senses and the scene fell into chaos again.

"Who dares to hurt her in the slightest!" Xuanyuan Yao paused in his steps, turned around and shouted.

Such a voice seemed to be coming from hell, with a strong murderous intent and a chill that penetrated the bones. Everyone shuddered in unison.

The police car finally appeared, and dozens of heavily armed police officers jumped out of the car. When the fans saw this, they were so frightened that they ran away.

An Xuanyi leaned on Xuanyuan Yao's chest. When she walked into the company door, she felt two eyes staring deeply at her and turned back subconsciously.

Yang Yi stood in the chaotic crowd, staggering due to the impact, but his eyes remained locked on her, as if he had spent his whole life.

For some reason, An Xuanyi felt a sudden pain somewhere in her heart. She couldn't bear to hate him anymore, so she had to look away hastily and bury her head deeper into Xuanyuan Yao's chest.

When I went upstairs, many artists and staff looked at me strangely, with a sneer on their lips.

However, from their gloating eyes, An Xuanyi also caught another emotion they had towards Xuanyuan Yao, either admiration or fantasy.

Xiaoli led the way. When they walked into the lounge, those strange glances were isolated, and the whole world finally became calm.

"Sister Xuanyi, let me help you take care of your injuries." Xiaoli found the medicine box and knelt down to help An Xuanyi take care of her wounds.

Xuanyuan Yao took the medicine box with a cold face, and said in a commanding voice: "I'll take care of her." He glanced at Xiaoli again, "You're injured too, take care of yourself."

Xiaoli had never felt so in awe of a man. When he ordered her coldly, she actually felt that the handsome guy in front of her was like an emperor in a movie, which was frightening.

However, when he said the last words, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy in his heart. Although his tone was cold, a sweet smile could not help but appear on his lips.

"Come on, give me your hand." Xuanyuan Yao took out the cotton swab. When he turned to look at An Xuanyi, those scars stung him deeply.

An Xuanyi's mind was in chaos, and she just subconsciously handed her hand to Xuanyuan Yao. When the cotton swab dipped in disinfectant wiped the wound, she didn't react at all.

She looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, but her eyes were empty. Nothing fit into her eyes, but the abuses were still lingering in her ears.

Even now, she still can't understand many things. Why did her best friend turn against her and why did the man she loved most hate her so much?

In fact, she should have seen that Ni Kerer loved Yang Yi at the beginning, otherwise why would there be such a gorgeous color in her eyes every time she talked about him.

It's just that she didn't want to destroy the beautiful friendship, nor did she want to lose the beautiful love, so she just deceived herself in such greed, but... she didn't expect the final outcome to be like this.

Lies, betrayals, frame-ups, Ni Kerr already hated her so much that he even resorted to such despicable means as abortion to frame her in an attempt to make her disappear from this circle forever.

But how could she, An Xuanyi, let others bully her? If Ni Keer wanted to force her to leave, would she leave easily?

The five fingers were clenched together, and An Xuanyi was so angry that she didn't even notice that her nails were digging into her flesh, until a pair of warm hands gently covered her.

"Yiyi, I'm here." Xuanyuan Yao took her into his arms, his eyes as gentle as the spring sunshine.

Just such a sentence, like a pool of spring water in the desert, soaked into the heart silently, and the hesitation, confusion, anger, and fear all subsided in that instant.

An Xuanyi leaned lightly on Xuanyuan Yao's shoulder. She used to always face difficulties alone and was used to pretending to be strong, but now that she embraces the warmth, she realizes that she is also fragile.

Taking a slight breath, the faint scent of ambergris filled the air. Thinking of that moment, Xuanyuan Yao's appearance seemed like a myth, suddenly appearing in front of his eyes with the call of his heart.

She thought that maybe this man was the prince charming given to her by God and would protect her all her life, "Yaoyao, thank you for being by my side."

Because the heart is soft, these words also become soft and tender to the heart, making people's bones feel numb.

However, when An Xuanyi finished saying this, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room, and raised her head slightly to look.

I saw Yoshimori and the director standing at the door. The two of them still kept pushing the door and entered, but they were frozen there, their stunned look was particularly funny.

Although Xiaoli also showed a shocked expression, she quickly came to her senses, stood up hurriedly and said: "Director, please sit down~"

The director's "O"-shaped mouth slowly closed, and his eyes became angry when he looked at An Xuanyi, "Xuanyi, what on earth are you doing? Isn't it enough to cause such a big disturbance?

The company clearly stipulates that artists cannot fall in love, but now you are lucky enough to not only bring everyone to the company, but also show off your appearance in front of the media and fans."

An Xuanyi moved her mouth and was about to speak, but the director didn't give her a chance to speak. She turned around and glared at Xuanyuan Yao, "Who are you...?"

At first, the director's roar was loud, but when he saw Xuanyuan Yao's cold handsome face, his voice inexplicably became quieter, and he unconsciously looked away.

Who is this man, and why does he give people such an absolute sense of oppression that they don’t even have the courage to look directly at him?

Having been in the entertainment industry for decades, from artist assistant to director of Feihong Entertainment, he has met countless respectable people, but this is the first time he has met such an unattainable person.
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